25

She was standing in the main foyer staring at the portrait on display, Walter and Babs at some photo shoot with Babs on the floor with her dress fanned out, her bare shoulders covered by his large slender hands as he leaned forward in the chair he was straddling. They looked every part the power couple they were, heads held high and teeth shining brighter than the waterfall necklace of diamonds at her throat.

"Goodness, I don't know if he is about to throttle her or steal the necklace" she snorted and Ianto stumbled, watching Stephen's face cloud. "Isn't he handsome. Lucky bitch. Sister and brother right? Isn't it funny? Like the slave master in reverse. She is at his feet showing subservience as he dominates her. I like it. A big brother should seem like a wraith ready to defend or chastise."

Ianto relaxed as she saved herself without knowing it and Babs snorted from the kitchen doorway, "Well it's as close as anyone gets to controlling me, even Taddy says I am a mad mare without a harness."

Sam gaped as Babs wafted past in the bunny slippers, a bright pink robe with feather trim and her hair on her head in rollers "Taddy, can you check my curls please?"

"You know they will be perfect sweetie" Ianto sighed, "Gods preserve us, one day I will go to uncurl one and it will fall into my hand, how many times must I tell you to stop rollering on the weekends!"

"Always one more apparently Tad!" she chortled as she disappeared.

"Stephen, show your guests to their rooms and them come down, he is in the main room in my seat watching daytime TV with Curt. I swear he is starting to drool out the corner of his mouth and needs real stimulation" Ianto asked, then ran after his wild horsy, "Babby!"

"Don't mind my sister, she is quite insane" Stephen said happily, "And Tad is Doctor Harkness-Jones, not just Harkness. Hey Ton."

The Big Boy was sliding along the edge of the banister with one hip, the feet feeling each step as he stared at the newbie "Wow, her head is on fire."

"Yeah, pretty huh?"

"Wow" Ton repeated, "You are even prettier than Miss River and that's a fact. I bet you like milkshakes. Do you like milkshakes? Nanny Hattie is here and she makes the bestest ones."

"Nan?" Stephen swung to see the woman herself appear, "Nanny!"

He ran to the black woman and engulfed her as she laughed and hugged him back, "Oh darling, you look so fine in that uniform, make an old woman cry."

He leaned back and looked at Walter's grandmother, "and you are such a lovely lady I have to remind myself I have another here to impress."

"Oh you! Silver tongued devil like that father of yours" she laughed happily, "he is out back trying to mow the lawn on the ride on mower thing he loves."

Stephen kissed her cheek and swung to his friends, "Come on. Unpack and then meet Walter."

"Shit" Sam finally spoke.

"We have a Throne room if it's urgent" Ton replied while walking over to Hattie and Stephen sniggered all the way up the stairs.